A letter for my baby by DecomposedRosie, literature
Literature
A letter for my baby
As I stand here, on the top of all the things that's ever been dear to me, I suddenly feel claws of fear enclosing my body, coming out of nowhere, slowly making their way throughout my insides, mercilessly burying their deep poisonous tips into my broken heart.
Am I strong enough to finish this?
Am I even strong enough to start?
I wonder, but I know I have no choice. Unconsciously, I have remembered the words that one wise man once said to me; he said that destiny doesn't mean your way has been planned - it means that your decisions are already known. My decisions are known, but they're not mine. I know what I have to do, but it's certainly n